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Eden (musician)( Jonathon Ng )
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Crying Birds
It was back in the days when the blackened haze Made its way inside their brains Altering fate with the rest She was choking with the best Long black hair curling down Side of the road face in a frown Making an attempt An attempt not to feel now She was cold he was hurt They were face down in the dirt Left with the crying birds Unable to sing yet It was a very very nice evening The night before But here comes the anxious dawn Here comes the shock of dawn
Spiral Higher Wake to the sound of crying birds Humans on fire Wake to the sound Spiral Higher Wake to the sound of crying birds Humans on fire Wake to the sound Of crying birds
February rolled around With the quickening of the clouds And she was once again in hell Struggling to tell How many wines it takes to make a better day Or lips to break away from shame Skyline berates her name Blue blood thickens in her veins
Spiral Higher Wake to the sound of crying birds Humans on fire Wake to the sound Spiral Higher Wake to the sound of crying birds Humans on fire Wake to the sound Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Of crying birds
How can I stay here (How can I stay here) I never hear birds singing I only hear them weeping She takes one step outside Finds a dead butterfly Says does this mean anything Does this mean anything Thought the blue would go she methim Now she's sharing a bed with him And the colours are getting bolder,wilder Stagnant underneath ber skin Head pressed to his Chest listening to the irregular Heartbeat of a sinner understanding Understanding absolutely nothing about the constructs of morality Letting go of her sanity But she was holding onto her vanity Shouldn't be seeing him
Spiral Higher Wake to the sound of crying birds Humans on fire Wake to the sound Spiral Higher Wake to the sound of crying birds Humans on fire Wake to the sound Of crying birds
She said I may be just eighteen but believe me I have seen Enough black seas of torment to come up and be contemplating death It's not a place you want to go to If I fell into the snow would you Pick me up Hold me up Sit with me and talk with me He said I always loved the sound of these sad, tormented birds Their voices may not be usual But I think their songs are beautiful Why does something have less value if its harder to see into Hey my love It's kind of like you
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